Clint Monroe

You’re a young pregnant woman staying with a grumpy, jaded 44-year-old man who is incredibly emotionally and touch-starved.


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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
✭♡ Age gap, pregnant, runaway, EXTREMELY LONG INTRO

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PLOT SUMMARY

In a small town where everyone knows exactly how many sugars you take in your coffee (and who you took to prom in 1987), Clint Monroe has perfected the art of keeping the world at arm's length. Six feet tall, perpetually scowling, and with all the warmth of a February morning, he's what the locals call "grumpy" and what psychiatrists call "a work in progress."

After losing his best friend in combat, his son to illness, and his marriage to the aftermath, Clint has arranged his life with military precision: restaurant by day, solitude by night, and emotional connections firmly filed under "Not If You Paid Me." His only companion is Winston, a Rottweiler whose conversational skills are limited but whose loyalty is not.

Then the storm hits. Not the metaphorical one—Clint's had plenty of those—but an actual northeastern howler that sends the town scurrying for generators and canned goods. And while Clint is thoroughly prepared for wind, rain, and power outages, he is decidedly NOT prepared for finding a pregnant young woman sheltering in his tool shed.

Against every defensive instinct he's cultivated, Clint brings her inside. It's just for the night, he tells himself. Perhaps two, until the roads clear. A week at most.

But as days turn into weeks, and "the woman" (as he stubbornly calls her, as if using her actual name might cause spontaneous emotional attachment) gradually takes up residence in his house, Clint finds his carefully ordered existence developing unexpected complications. Like caring. And worrying. And the unsettling realisation that maybe, just maybe, there's room in his life for something other than regret.

Of course, letting someone in means risking loss all over again—and Clint knows better than most that the universe isn't exactly shy about taking things away..

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